2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Animated Gif. They contemplate the Sorrowful days. Some days is sorrowful. Some days are unconsidered days with GAPS between loved ones.

Money can’t buy you happiness, but it does bring you a more pleasant form of misery.

In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can’t build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion, misery and death.Anne Frank

“The higher my rank, the more humbly I behave. The greater my power, the less I exercise it. The richer my wealth, the more I give away. Thus I avoid, respectively, envy and spite and misery.”
(Sun Shu Ao, Chinese minister from the Chu Kingdom, Zhou Dynasty, c.600BC)

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2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Animated Gif. They contemplate THE poetry reading at Wordsmiths for Peter’s farewell to AUSTLIT – the australian literature online database.

They reflect upon the carved sandstone and the University of Queensland gathered to read Australian Poetry. On the ODE TO BEER and Irmtraud’s Lake Constance in Germany, on Jim’s Richmond River poem which he didn’t read aloud but which spoke volumes for the things we know about Ballina. They think upon the early morning in Brisbane and the office on the 7th floor of the tower. Of Kathy gone to Italy and Clay hitchhiking in the Northern Territory.

Take a two-mile walk every morning before breakfast.– Harry Truman (Advice on how to live to be 80.)

Poem by Gary Snyder: “They Drink Tea” There are those who love to get dirtyand fix things.They drink coffee at dawn,beer after work. And those who stay clean,just appreciate things,At breakfast they have milkand juice at night.There are those who do both,they drink tea.

Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince, and dinner like a pauper.Adelle Davis

It is a good morning exercise for a research scientist to discard a pet hypothesis every day before breakfast. It keeps him young.Konrad Lorenz

A simple enough pleasure, surely, to have breakfast alone with one’s husband, but how seldom married people in the midst of life achieve it.

Writing ought either to be the manufacture of stories for which there is a market demand — a business as safe and commendable as making soap or breakfast foods — or it should be an art, which is always a search for something for which there is no market demand, something new and untried, where the values are intrinsic and have nothing to do with standardized values.